Date: Tue, 14 Sep 2021 07:57:49 +0000 (UTC) From: F T Subject: Smoking A Bowl With Dad 12 "God damnit" Dad muttered & turned off the shower. He pulled open the flimsy clear shower curtain & stepped out soaking wet. His thick soft dick & heavy balls dripping below his drenched bush. "Dude. Towel" he barked. I grabbed one from the shelf & tossed it to him. He dried his arms & legs, then back & torso. He knew I was watching, but he didn't seem to be enjoying his naked, filthy, seventeen year old son looking him up and down at the moment."Shower. Now." He barked again. His sack made an audible *smack* when he dried his groin & they slapped down heavy against his leg. I squeezed by him & turned the shower on. Dad was drying his hair roughly with the towel totally over his head so he couldn't see me watching his dick flop from side to side as he did. I turned to the toilet & lifted the seat. After a nut that big & this much smoke in my system it might take me a minute. Dad tied the towel around his waist & grabbed his toothbrush. I stood there taking deep breaths trying to get the flow started. He glanced over & watched for a second before suggesting around a mouth full of toothpaste that I just get in the hot shower "It'll happen then". The hot water felt amazing, felt even better washing the dried cum, spit, & floor trash off. My brain was racing on what could be on that video. I watched Dad pull out his shaving kit, that rarely happens. I scrubbed & let the warm water run over my cock & balls but still my full bladder wouldn't release. Dad glanced over while shaving with his bright orange disposable razor "just relax Jay" "Thanks Dad, that advice ALWAYS works" I said sarcastically & laughed. He finished up shaving & walked to the edge of the tub, pulled back the curtain a bit & said "maybe this will work". He chuckled, pulled his towel off & proceeded to piss in the shower with me. "Dad! What the Hell!?" I busted out laughing, I watched the dark head of his heavy cock spray a thick stream of dark piss. "You need to drink more water!" He laughed & aimed his dick at me splashing his piss across my thighs. "At least I CAN do this" a devilish grin spreading across his face. "Oh yeah!?" I grabbed my cock, aimed it at him; & applied pressure in my abdomen...... I was rewarded with a weak pitiful squirt that seemed mostly precum anyway. "God damnit" "Here I got you" Dad said "just let go of it, close your eyes & breath" against my better judgment I did what I was told ........ like a good son. I stood under the warm water with my eyes closed & took slow deep breaths ..... then I felt it. A much warmer stream with more pressure. I opened my eyes & of course dad is standing with one leg propped on the side of the tub like a pirate mascot from a rum bottle with his dick in his hand making a perfect piss arch ...... straight to my own dick. Amazingly enough, that shit worked. Whatever had my bladder locked up just released & a wave of relief washed over me. I tried to splash dad to get him back but he pull the curtain so fast closed that two of the rings popped off broken. "Quit fuckin around B.J." Dad commanded "We have shit to do." I rinsed off a little more then mocked Dads barking orders: "Dude. Towel" He rolled his eyes & threw a tattered faded beach towel at me. "Moment of truth" he said & left the bathroom. I grabbed a pair of underwear from my bag & slipped them on under the towel. Dad was already sitting on the futon, his balls clearly visible. "Beer?" I asked. "Boy just come in here and see what the fuck he's done now." I grabbed 2 beers any way, handed him one, made sure the laptop was still streaming to the tv, & pressed play on the brand new video. Daniel's face appeared on the screen, the image was shaky but stabilized once he set his phone where he wanted it, he turned it a couple times while glancing behind him, obviously finding the perfect angle for something. He stepped out of frame & his intentions became obvious. Uncle Steve was asleep on the overstuffed living room couch, one arm thrown over his eyes the other resting on his hairy shirtless chest. He was wearing some kind of shorts & ankle socks. One leg hung off the side of the couch, the other was bent at the knee. His chest rose & fell rhythmically....... he was clearly asleep. Daniel came back into the frame in nothing but a pair of white briefs. With his small frame & choice of underwear he couldn't hide that he was no older than twelve. Dan slowly crept toward his sleeping father, glancing at the camera as he did, slowly slowly he reached out & very softly touched his dad's dick through his shorts. We could see how much Dan was shaking, for someone as brazen & brave as that boy was he was nervous as fuck & it showed. Uncle Stephen hadn't moved at all. Daniel used both hands to carefully unbutton & unzip his dad's shorts, constantly monitoring for any sign that his dad might wake. He lifted the front of the shorts with one hand & reached inside with the other. Uncle Steve's big hairy dick emerged from the front of his shorts, it looked even bigger in the small hand of his oldest son. Even soft it was massive. Dan continued his constant glances up at his sleeping father & over at the camera. He stroked the cock a couple times slowly ...... then put the head in his mouth. His hand slid up & down his dad's shaft while his head bobbed down as far as it could go. Daniel was getting too into it, Uncle Steve's dick was getting hard ...... Dan began to move faster & check on movement less, he was too caught up worshiping the dick that made him ...... that he didn't notice his dad's leg shift position. Daniel kept going ...... & didn't notice the change in breathing. "Oh fuck" I whispered "Dude stop, get outta there" Dad glanced at me, my anxiety mirrored back at me in his expression. Uncle Steve's huge dick was now fully erect & his twelve year old son had made it that way while he slept. In the middle of the living room no less. Daniel continued to silently stroke & Bob on his dad's dick ........ then was suddenly pinned against the back of the couch by his hair. His dad had woken up & realized his young son was sucking on his cock. He lashed out faster than a snake striking with the arm covering his eyes, grabbing Daniel by the hair and ripping his head away from his dick. The fear in his sons eyes was only matched by the rage in his own. "Fuck, turn it off Jay" Dad almost pleaded "I don't want to watch him beat that boy". I felt the same way. Uncle Steve's voice was a low growl, too low to understand until he said "this is what you WANT!?" My hand stopped right above the keyboard. "Noooooo" I breathed out looking at Dads wide eyes. Dad watched his brother throw his nephew sideways against the arm of the couch & reposition himself so that one leg was still on the couch & one still on the ground ........ not unlike the pirate pose from the shower. Stephen reached down gripping Daniel's sandy blonde hair & unceremoniously shoved his dick into the boys mouth. Steve started thrusting his hips driving his thick cock into his son's throat over & over. Dan's face (what we could see of it) was bright red & the only sounds were Uncle Steve's angry growls, Dan's gagging, & the unmistakable sound of low nuts smacking a wet chin. Steve pulled out quick leaving Dan to heave & suck in a labored breath. The glare Uncle Steve gave his son would have made a grown man think twice about fucking with him, Dan covered his own eyes & whimpered what was probably an apology. "Oh no Daniel" Stephen growled "you wanted this so bad". He grabbed his son by the legs & pulled him down the couch. Then with one thick arm ripped the white briefs his son was wearing. The torn fabric hung from the elastic waist band leaving Daniel completely exposed. "I'm your fucking FATHER" Stephen spit "This is fucking disgusting" He grabbed Daniel by the ankle and jerked it straight up then pressed the head of his dick against Dan's hole. "I'm going to give you EXACTLY what you asked for" he growled "you won't be making this mistake again." He pushed forward, Daniel yelped out in pain. Steve repositioned himself "fucking disgusting" he muttered just as he was getting ready for a second shove when Daniel whimpered: ".....but Uncle Brad & BJ do it all the time ...... I ..... I just thought ....... I was supposed to ......" Dad dropped his beer.... "mother fucker". I was horrified. What were we supposed to do? What COULD we do!? Dad picked up the beer that he luckily hadn't opened yet ....... we weren't paying attention to the video anymore. It was just a hushed conversation between a crying son & his ashamed father. I looked at my own father trying not to sound as panicked as I felt. "What do we do?" When Dad saw my panic & fear a wave of anger & determination washed away his own anxiety. "Nobody fucks with you Jay, nobody" his jaw was clenched & he put his arm around me pulling me to his chest "You handle that little bitch & I'll handle Stephen".